Billionaire Love Novels Novels & Stories

It wasn't just the sex, though what he was currently doing to me was making it hard to think of anything else. It was how he made me feel. Safe. Wanted. Perfect. I closed my eyes, reveling in his arms. I was falling for him. I was falling for the billionaire. A billionaire. “Something wrong?” Bastian asked, pulling back, his eyes dark with lust and want. I had frozen without meaning to. He was a billionaire. I couldn't be falling for him. I shouldn't be falling for him. It was like falling for a prince, and I was no Cinderella. There was no way I would ever fit in his billionaire world.

“He will get tired of you and send you packing. Just wait and see!” Adam was about to intervene but Kara stopped him with her words. “You’re just pained. Pained that Adam chose me over you. You’re angry at the fact that he loves me and not you. And yes, I satisfy him in bed, way more than you can ever imagine. We used to be lovers before you forcefully brought yourself into the picture. The fire between us still burns fiercely. Not you or any other bitch can take him away from me.” “Anna and Calvin are children of the man I love so much. So Yes, I see those amazing humans as mine. You’ve got any problem with that?”

Sebastian and Ava yet again took up the front page, reading-- Billionaire’s Love Story, Forever and Ever Their long love story came out from Evens Moore’s pen, depicting in details about how he found the traces of the billionaire who hid all the way out in the ocean just to avoid getting divorced by his obsession from his childhood, the woman who he loved all his life, and can’t seem to let go even when her heart might be leaning toward another man who just might be the only one richer than him in the city.

No affection. Just a billionaire who got what he wanted— And left her needing more.

This word was too much of a luxury to him. What was love? Was it those socialites of the upper class fawning over him, chasing after fame and wealth? Was it the willful and arrogant Manrou? Was it the inexperienced models and artists wanting to be famous? In this world of material desires, money and desires intertwined; who would still speak of love? Other than his mother, he had never loved any other woman. Kinship and love were all out of his reach. He was apathetic, he was cold, and he kept his world shut away.

“I mean, look around you. Does this come cheap? Just a few million. It's not that big of a deal” “Oh my god, Maren. You're one of them now.” Nella said with a hearty smile on her face. "I don't get it. One of them?” "Those bastards with a one glass thingy on their eyes with fancy walking sticks, bitch. You're one of those billionaires now. You're unstoppable!” “Hey, not so fast, baby steps.” Maren said, though deep down, she'd repeated those words over and over in her head. “This isn't baby steps, Maren. This is massive” she took a sip of her drink as silence engulfed both of them with only the sound of the rustling trees and chirping of birds being heard.

"I left him while you were still growing inside me. I chose you over everything he had. And I would choose you again a thousand times." I reached across and put my small hand over hers. She turned her palm up and held it. "Promise me something," she whispered. "Anything, Mama." "Never marry a billionaire." .... *Twenty three years later.* .... The restaurant was beautiful in the way that expensive things always are, all dim gold lighting and white linen and the kind of silence that money buys so that rich people never have to hear the world outside. I sat across from Gabriel Weston and watched his mouth move. He was saying the right things. They always say the right things. Flowers on the ta

THE GIRL WHO DIDN’T FEAR THE BILLIONAIRE Veridion City gleamed in the morning sun, the skyscrapers rising like golden towers piercing the clouds. To the untrained eye, it was a city of dreams, of opportunity. But Aria Donovan knew better. Wealth and power often hid shadows darker than any alley.

“It doesn’t look like nothing, Kenna.” “That’s because you have a warped mind, Xander and think the lowest of the low about me. You always did. All I was to you was a commodity for your girlfriend, Violet.” She chuckles. I am angry now, how dare she even refer to Violet as my girlfriend. She is not and I do not intend to have one for a very long time. Sure, at some point I will need to think about remarrying, I need an heir to carry on with my business, the empire I have built with hard work, blood, sweat and yes some tears along the way. I have sacrificed so much to be able to be successful and one of the richest billionaires in the Americas and taking Europe by storm.

she said in a sad voice. "Why? Don't you want me anymore? Who do you love? The one with your child?" I asked curiously. It seems like cold water was poured on me with my own question. You thought someone was stabbing me again and again because of that. "No. Don't involve Luigi in this. He's out of our conversation." he said in a serious voice. My heart skipped a beat when I heard it. That's why that man seems familiar to me. By the way, Luigi Sanchez is one of the most famous Billionaires in the world. It's not like I'm in China anymore. Luigi is richer than we are.